I’ve never considered it, never gave it a second thought, I can’t be that guy. When I met her, I wasn’t thinking straight. I’ve heard the stories, seen the fantasy in movies, but I never dreamed that I would experience it in my lifetime.
When she first walked into the bar, I couldn’t take my eyes off of her. She was gorgeous, sexy, full of confidence, and she was headed right towards me. She knew she looked good and she was betting somebody would turn their head towards her.
I just thought I was the lucky guy that she decided she wanted to go home with. This was going to be a whole new experience for me, one that I would never forget.
She introduced herself as Shelly, and she was in a killer red dress that made her curves that much more deadly. She was gorgeous and she had a body that needed to be worshipped, and I was ready to do just that.
I bought this beauty a drink and we made small talk for a little while. Then she whispered in my ear, “come on, I have a room next door, let’s go!”
Who was I to argue with her, she was eager and willing, and I wasn’t going to turn her down. I settled the bill and she grabbed my arm and led me out of the bar and to the motel next door. She handed me the key and I unlocked the door and let us in. She jumped into the bed, laid down and motioned me to come over.
I just about jumped on top of her, which I’m not so sure she wouldn’t have enjoyed. I laid down next to her and started kissing her. I kissed her lips, her neck and into her cleavage that has been on display all night. I pulled down the strap of her dress and was met with an erect nipple staring at me in the face. I surrounded it with my lips and sucked gently, then licked the tip. She moaned her approval as she helped me out of my own shirt. Once I was shirtless, she did the same to me, only she bit down a little hard on my nipple.
I reached around her and...